SECOND ACT : PIECE ONE pt. 2
his radiance wasn't something she could shove into a glass jar and place on her window sill to admire during wintry december nights while the air huffs harsh cold kisses against her cheeks.
he was blinding, the kind that burned your eyes if you stared at it for too long cause who is worthy of him anyway?
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